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Chapter 202 Volume [-] Red Forest European Championship
These shining "new stars" have long been famous and beautiful.So what does Nottingham Forest, a newcomer to the Premier League who is not as influential as the giants and can't offer a higher salary budget, rely on to attract people?Perhaps the only thing that can be sold is the "team participating in the UEFA Cup next season"... But those players who have been looted by the giants, who cares about qualifying for the UEFA Cup?The Champions League is their battlefield, right?
This is really a paradox: the people Tang En likes don't like the Forest Team, and Tang En, who is interested in the Forest Team's invitation, doesn't like the Forest Team.
Greece's main central defender Delas is a good candidate for the newly promoted Forest team.His performance in the European Cup has been unanimously recognized, and he is considered to be the only remaining traditional sweeper in Europe.But the problem is that if Twain made an offer to Roma a month ago, then the Roma Club, which had planned to give up the Greek at that time, might have given it away for nothing. Now that opportunity is gone.If the Forest team wants it, Roma can take advantage of Delas's outstanding performance in the European Championship to ask for a lot of money. Anyway, there are many teams outside who are interested in this Greek big man, and you are Nottingham Forest.
The later the schedule of the European Championship, the less busy Twain and the other were.At the end of the game, there were only a few teams left.Almost all the people who should be inspected have been inspected, and the rest are people who don't like it or who definitely can't buy it at present.
The Greek team played well, subverting the traditional concept of European football time and time again, making the fans gnash their teeth with hatred.But in Twain's eyes, even though he tried his best to speak well of the Greek team in the column, Que didn't take a fancy to a few Greek players.Because he knows very well that even if the Greek team really wins the championship, it does not mean that their players are top-notch players in Europe and can be on an equal footing with the stars of those traditional strong teams.
It can only be said that during the more than 20 days of the European Championship, the Greek team performed the best among all [-] teams, and their players were also the best, that's all.After the competition, when the dust settles, it is meaningless to discuss whether the Greek team is a top European team and whether the Greek players will become popular.
Maybe others will not agree, but you must know that Twain came from time travel in 2007. How many Greek players did well later on?Pretty much—none of them.
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When the Greek team beheaded France, the Czech Republic and other tycoons all the way to the final and met the hosts again, the whole world was optimistic about Scolari.I think Portugal should be the winner tonight no matter how you look at it.The host, the superior strength, the world champion coach, and the weakest opponent is Greece...
Even the waiter at the hotel where Tang En stayed had a more enthusiastic smile on his face than before, and he took the initiative to chat with Tang En about the finals tonight.This Portuguese boy was very confident in his national team. Out of sympathy, Tang En did not shatter his dream.
After seeing off the chattering waiter, Tang En stood at the hotel window and looked at the Portuguese fans gathered downstairs. They were wearing red and green Portuguese jerseys, waving Portuguese state-owned enterprises, passing by in groups, singing songs. .
"I really don't know what the expressions of these people will look like a few hours later. Are they not afraid to anger the Greeks after celebrating so much before the game?" Tang En shrugged, turned around, and looked at the table still in front of the table. Don taking notes.
"Come on, Don." He walked over and closed the notebook. "You have to know how to enjoy... You have to enjoy life before you can enjoy work. Haven't you heard this saying? It's often used in many advertisements, and it makes sense to admit it. Let's go out and have a drink."
Tang looked up at Tang En, and Tang En shrugged at him: "Being a coach is not something that can be achieved by lying in the pile of materials all day long. Go relax and chat, maybe you can find some inspiration. Let's go, let's go... "
Don still didn't move.
"Okay, I don't care what you were like in the past, in short, you are with me now, you must be consistent with me, so that we can cultivate a tacit understanding." After speaking, Tang En directly dragged Tang out of the hotel room.
On the street outside, Tang En randomly found one of the busiest bars, and squeezed in with Tang En.The vast majority of the bar is Portuguese, and of course there are a few Greeks, which are easy to tell by the jerseys they wear.Before the game, everyone can coexist peacefully and take a group photo with wine glasses.Generally speaking, the Greek fans themselves are relatively low-key, and they don't feel insulted in front of the Portuguese who is elated as if they have won the championship.
Tang En squeezed to the front of the bar, ordered two cups of balls in English, and then pushed a cup in front of Tang. "Drink it, it's not poison."
Tang shook his head: "I swore never to drink."
Tang En didn't want to embarrass him, so he held the glass of wine in front of him again: "It's just right, I was worried that you would drink it... Gulu... It's so refreshing!"
After taking a big gulp of cold beer, Tang Enshuang's hair was about to stand on end, and he couldn't help shivering.
Seeing him so intoxicated, Tang was unmoved.Then a voice came from behind him: "What a coincidence! Hi, Tony!"
When Tang En opened his eyes, he saw Pierce Bruce standing behind Tang, waving to him.

"Hi, Mr. Reporter." He waved his hand, and Don turned his head to look back.
"It's unbelievable, we are all in Portugal, but we didn't meet until the final..." Bruce was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang turning around, and an oriental face appeared in front of him.
"Hello." Tang took the initiative to greet.
"Hello."
"I forgot to introduce you." Tang En waved his hand to the waiter and asked for another glass of beer, then pointed to Tang and said to Bruce: "Tang, Chinese. Well... from today onwards, you will see him more often. "
"Chinese? Your second Chinese teacher?" Bruce laughed. "He looks so young...how did you meet?"
"No, Mr. Reporter." What Tang En said next made Bruce dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. "He is the new assistant manager of Nottingham Forest, my assistant, partner, colleague."
Bruce turned to look at the calm Don, his mouth open enough to stuff a beer mug.

Tang En was very happy to see Bruce so surprised. He was just laughing beside him, but he couldn't pour the wine into the glass while it was resting on his mouth.
Bruce, who finally came to his senses, shook his head and said to Tang En: "Tony, although we all know that you are a bit unreasonable in your actions... But I can guarantee that you will definitely be the most exaggerated this time! Do you know? Never No Premier League team will hire a Chinese as an assistant coach, not to mention he is still so young..."
Tang En pointed to Tang behind him: "Be careful, Mr. Reporter. Tang can fully understand what you just said. He probably knows more about English football than you and I."
Bruce still finds it unbelievable: "An Indian fan who reads the news every day may know more about English football than us! But what's the point? He...does he have a coaching license?"
"I'll let him take the exam, just this summer." Tang En said lightly while drinking beer.
"That means he doesn't have any coaching experience yet?"
"To a certain extent... you can say that, but it's not entirely correct..." Tang En thought to himself that Tang had more experience working in the youth team than himself.
"No fame, no qualifications, no...nothing. You plan to let such a person be the assistant coach of the Forest team?!"
Tang En suddenly hated Bruce's tone and attitude, even though he knew it was natural to doubt Tang, after all he hadn't shown his strength to others.But when Bruce yelled at his assistant coach, it was tantamount to questioning Twain, because this candidate was determined by himself.
"I don't think there is any problem. What judges a coach's level is not his qualifications or reputation, such boring things. Whether he can be an assistant coach, won't it be clear from his actual work at that time? But you, Mr. Reporter, I think you must be drunk, you should go to the toilet and pick your throat, so that you can wake up properly." Tang En said with a straight face and no manners.
Bruce, who realized that he had lost his composure, froze for a moment, and then apologized awkwardly to Tang En and Tang: "I'm so sorry, you're right... I don't know how many glasses I drank just now. Well, let me go to the toilet to sober up a bit……"
Seeing Bruce's back disappear into the crowd, Tang En said to Tang who had been silent just now: "Don, you have been suspected. Besides, you have to get used to it. This summer, the scene just now is not limited to this once."
Tang said lightly: "It's normal, I haven't done anything yet."
Looking at that calm face, Tang En felt that this was really not the face he used to have. "Don't you feel insulted and then rushed to anger?"
"I'm different from you. I'm not used to arguing with people." Tang He drank the water in his glass, then turned and walked out. "I'm going back."
Tang En, who was holding a wine glass, grinned behind him. For some reason, he thought of the red note pasted on the refrigerator door again.
"Must win" and those three big exclamation marks.
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